05/29/2026
Last week on my Granny’s prayer line, I had the opportunity to lead the message. 🥹 I felt led to talk about living from a place of rest in God instead of survival.
As I prepared, I kept coming back to this statement I heard recently:
“Rest requires us to believe that God is still God… even when we slow down.” 😮💨
That idea has stayed with me…what it means to trust God not just with our prayers, but with our minds and bodies too.
As I was preparing the lesson, I found myself thinking about how long I lived in survival mode without even realizing it.
I thought always being tired was just part of life.
I thought always having something on my mind was normal.
I thought carrying everything and trying to control things was just what “responsible” people did.
I loved God, but I was still moving through life tense, overwhelmed, and exhausted.
What I’ve learned over the last few years is that stress doesn’t just stay in our thoughts. It shows up and lives in our bodies too.
The tight shoulders.
The headaches.
The shallow breathing.
That feeling like you can never fully exhale.
Sometimes our bodies are carrying things our hearts have been holding onto for years.
These days, I’m learning to pay attention.
To slow down.
To breathe.
To bring what’s weighing on me to God instead of trying to carry it all myself.
And I think that’s part of what Jesus meant when He said,
“Come to me, all who are weary.”
Not after we’ve figured everything out.
Not after we’ve finally gotten it together.
Just weary.
Our bodies tell the truth about what we’ve been carrying. 🤍
